Digital Confusion

Life's a metaphor
Nothings working for
Me and I'm a drag
I'm going through lag
Keep running from life
Cut it with a knife
I'm going straight through
Don't know what to do

The old black train comes for you
Don't need tickets, it's free
I always guess when it arrives for us; you and me
The old black train's unnexpected
And it's just anonymous
I always guess when it arrives for us; guess what we will miss

My heart's sunken in
I just always sin, and
Just keep hiding emotions
Leave my self to potions
I cry myself to sleep
It's going in too deep
And nothing's really worth it
I call my life stupid

The old black train comes for you
Don't need tickets, it's free
I always guess when it arrives for us; you and me
The old black train's unnexpected
And it's just anonymous
I always guess when it arrives for us; guess what we will miss